This is my class. And I only allow two things. Flawless calculations... and beauty - OTA

[grim_heaper]

Okay, so maybe his powers weren't fully where they needed to be, to take over as Composer for this UG just yet... but that didn't mean he couldn't show these zetta sons of digits who the real power was, here.

Him.

So he might have agreed to run a few classes. And so long as no one minds that he erases the slackers, this should be fine... right?

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[thirdpint]

You could just ask nicely, you know!

[grim_heaper]

"Could. Won't. Are you going to run or are you going to be ERASED?"

Oh, that was good. Race or be Eraced. He'd have to remember that!

[thirdpint]

Erased? What do you mean, erased? [He has a fairly good idea from the context, though... he crosses his arms defiantly.] You know, I don't think you're supposed to threaten students!

[grim_heaper]

"Why does every yoctogram here have trouble with such a simple concept? Erased. Ending your after life. Fully dead. Subtracted from existence. Multiplied by zero."

[thirdpint]

You can't do that, I haven't even done anything! And teachers definitely aren't supposed to kill students. [He's kind of holding up the whole class now given everyone has to move around him to continue running laps. It's fine. Sora hardly even notices, and he's not about to move.] How did you even get a job here?

[grim_heaper]

"I can and will do that! And I'm a Game Master, I can erase anyone I feel like once I gave a mission. And your mission is laps!"

[thirdpint]

Hey, this isn't a game or some kind of mission, this is just class! You're supposed to fail us, not kill us. Even I know that! [And he hasn't been to school in literal years.]

[grim_heaper]

"I can do both." He smirked.

[thirdpint]

But... a failing grade doesn't really mean anything if we die right afterwards, does it?

[grim_heaper]

The whole of his answer was a smug, self satisfied smirk.